Submitting To The Gym Teacher - Malory Chambers - ebook
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When Riley offers herself to her boyfriend for the first time, he makes full use of the opportunity and ties her up in the school gym, only to abandon her at the first sign of trouble. Quivering, she watches as her handsome gym teacher walks into the court, heat and power radiating from his being with every step he takes. She struggles in her bondage but is merciless to fight against his advances.Join Riley in her void of ecstasy as she is taken for the first time by the older man, hard, fast, and without protection. This is a standalone story and is part of a sizzling hot teacher-student romance series.

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Submitting to the Gym Teacher

(Teacher Student Romance Book 3)

By Malory Chambers

Copyright 2015 Malory Chambers

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This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older

A Prelude To Risky Exhibitionism

"Come on, Riley," James, my boyfriend begged, giving me the best puppy dog eyes he could pull off.

I sighed, packing more of my stuff into my locker. "We really shouldn't!" I said in a half whisper, though I shouldn't have bothered. There aren't anybody else in the locker room.

"It's just one time!" he continued. "You said you wanted your first time to be extra special," he said.

"Extra special doesn't mean extra risky, James!" I said, then lowered my voice even more, "what if we get caught? We'd get expelled!"

"We're graduating soon anyways!" he argued.

"Exactly! I don't want to get expelled the day before graduation!"

"Nobody will be there, you know that," he said. "We're part of the graduation committee, so it's like, the best excuse to stay late."

"What if the cleaning lady comes in? Or the headmaster? I mean, what happens then?" I asked, stuffing the last of my books into my backpack.

He grabbed my bag for me as soon as I was done, ever the gentleman.

"Well," he started, holding onto my hand. He started running out of the hall and shouted, "we run!" He laughed at his own wittiness.

I sighed, letting myself be dragged out of the school for the last few times.

There wasn't anybody else left in the school grounds now that classes are over. James was right that none of the kids really enjoyed staying on campus after all the work's been done. We were on the graduation committee, which basically meant making sure all the stage and seats were set up in preparation of the graduation ceremony. That essentially meant that we were both usually the last to leave the school and the headmaster trusted me enough to give me to keys to the gym, where the graduation ceremony was being held at.

James stopped pulling me along when we reached his car. He tossed my backpack to the back seat and opened the door for me to enter.

I laughed and said thanking, loving the chivalry.

Instead of driving off straight away after he went into his car, he leaned over and started kissing me.

"James!" I said, my words muffled slightly by his insistent advances. I gasped when I felt his hand sneaking under my blouse. The touch of his cold fingers on naked skin sent shivers down my spine. I felt myself arching my back to his touches, moaning slightly into his lips as his fingers trailed up waist to my tits.

He groaned appreciatively as his hands gripped my soft tits through my bra.

"Oh!" I gasped, leaning away from him slightly when I felt his hands push my bra downwards. "James!" I scolded, looking around to make sure that there was nobody else in the empty parking lot. "Oh! No!" I screamed, half heartedly pushing him away as his hands made bare contact on my tits.

The thrill of getting caught added to my arousal. I crossed my legs, sure that I was already wet down below.

"Nobody's around," James said confidently, pulling my shirt up so that I was exposed to him completely. "You're so beautiful," he said, his eyes glued to my tits.

I blushed at his compliment, though I wasn't feeling particularly attractive with my shirt bunched on my neck and my bra pushed under my tits. He was probably just talking to my boobs.

Without warning, he lowered his head and suckled my nipple.

I cried out in pleasure, unable to help myself from leaning into him. My fingers curled into his soft hair, gripping his head so that he could continue to flick and lick my nipple. His other hand held firmly onto my other breast, fingers teasing, pulling, and pinching my nipple to bring an unfamiliar heat between my legs.

A cloud of pleasure enveloped me and drugging waves of bliss washed over me. I moaned and gasped for air, whispering faint refusals as my body screamed for more.

When he pulled back and met my eyes, I opened my lips to tempt him into a kiss. Instead, he pulled and pinched my nipples to bend me over the car seat so that I was facing his erect cock.

I climbed onto the seat, uncaring of who would see us. I kneeled on the seat and leaned towards him until my lips barely touched his cock.